IN THE SILENCE
Rushing, roaring water
Speaks to me of
Better places,
wild and free
Cool, quiet woods –
Only the birds and insects speak,
And their incessant hum
Is a calming song
Waves of warm air
Billow like a curtain
Waiting for the sunset
To let in the coolness
Watch what you say –
This is a holy place
Where God meets man
In the silence
2012
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